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I have the diamonds! he cried again and again, 'the beautiful diamonds! such diamonds! and tolerably cheaply. Aha! aha! Werbrust and Gigonnet, you thought you had old Papa Gobseck! Ego sum papa! I am master of the lot of you! Paid! paid, principal and interest! How silly they will look to-night when I shall come out with this story between two games of dominoes!
"A fellow who was a gentleman of the Bedchamber," went on Mitral, "a former 'chouan, what's his name? La Billardiere is dead." "True," said Gobseck. "And our nephew is giving monstrances to the church," snarled Gigonnet. "He is not such a fool as to give them, he sells them, old man," said Mitral, proudly. "He wants La Billardiere's place, and in order to get it, we must seize " "Seize!
Gobseck could not deny all knowledge of it, for I should appear as a witness. The Count thanked me with a smile of good-will.
"Same as ever," replied Gigonnet, rubbing his hands, "victory with gold." "True," said Gobseck. Mitral took a cabriolet and went straight to the Saillards and Baudoyers, who were still playing boston at a late hour. No one was present but the Abbe Gaudron. Falleix, half-dead with the fatigue of his journey, had gone to bed.
Once in the street, the two usurers looked at each other under a street lamp and laughed. "He will owe us nine thousand francs interest a year," said Gigonnet; "that property doesn't bring him in five." "He is under our thumb for a long time," said Gobseck. "He'll build; he'll commit extravagancies," continued Gigonnet; "Falleix will get his land."
Gobseck happened to want a clever young man to examine into an affair in a foreign country. It chanced that an auditor of the Council of State, overtaken by the return of the Bourbons and anxious to stand well at court, had gone to Germany and bought up all the debts contracted by the princes during the emigration.
Now, sir, this I must tell you: I should be afraid to have that precious document in my own keeping. My boy is so fond of his mother, that I cannot trust him with it. So dare I beg of you to keep it for me? In case of death, Gobseck would make you legatee of my property. Every contingency is provided for. "The Count paused for a moment. He seemed greatly agitated.
"'Well, the Count went on, 'I have made a great many inquiries about the singular personage to whom you owe your position. And from all that I can learn, Gobseck is a philosopher of the Cynic school. What do you think of his probity? "'M. le Comte, said I, 'Gobseck is my benefactor at fifteen per cent, I added, laughing.
These persons had, perhaps, fallen victims to Gobseck's cleverness, or Gobseck may have wanted fancy prices for his goods; at any rate, every bargain hung in suspense. He had not disposed of the eatables to Chevet, because Chevet would only take them of him at a loss of thirty per cent. Gobseck haggled for a few francs between the prices, and while they wrangled the goods became unsalable.
Your obedient servant, Gobseck. The secretary shuddered when he saw the signature, which we regret we cannot give in fac-simile, for it would be valuable to those who like to guess character from what may be called the physiognomy of signature.
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